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[Armoured Priest]

Sethis breaths are labored but he shakily holds a thumbs up for Kraussus with some hands appearing up and out of the shadow pool with bits of...whatever the hell that thing was in their fingers. "...Vögel ficken" He cursed in between breaths, looking at the bird thing monstrosity for a moment before walking over to him and see how his brother was holding up.

[Thugren]

The beast is carted away as On my way! Of the teachers the woman comes forward.

“ impressive..... you fought one of our most powerful test subjects to a standstill . And that shadow magic... interesting.”

Krause sure comes over and slumps down tiredly as the woman continues.

“ tell me........ if I give you the position now.... would you go running off to that German in his timeless room? Or would you actually learn?”

[Armoured Priest]

Sethis almost raised a brow in confusion as he didn't think that many people would know about Altur, let alone his 'pocket dimension' room that Sethis has been to before. "I am assuming you and him know each other then Ma'am?" he asked as he collected himself to better have this curve ball of a conversation instead of being doubled over and out of breath. Maybe Kraussus was right, maybe he should be less bookworm and work out more.

[Thugren]

"he taught alot of us..i can see his runes on you and."

 

she turns to krausus.

 

"His seed....... YOu have passed. You and your arbiter will attend classes during the day and handle peacekeeping and paranormal investigations at night."

 

she hands you a book, on it is your name besides it it says- Researcher rank 1

[Armoured Priest]

"Um, Yes ma'am." Sethis managed to say before she was already walking away, looking at the book he was given, a little surprised it already had his name and rank on it. Already curious about it, sethis opened it and looked to see what was inside while he spoke to Kraussus. "So uh, guess they know who and what we are already?" He said, taking a seat next to him.

[Thugren]

inside are a plethora of notes, detailed lists on potions and poltice making , as well as a beastiary and a guide how to handle the paranormal. It functions kind of like a syllabus for a paranomal researcher with a one stop shop kinda affair.

 

"ALright..am hungry...so gonna get food."

 

krausus says as he motions for seth to follow him, wandering down the hallways to find any inkling of the cafeteria

[Armoured Priest]

"Oooh." Sethis said to himself as he flipped through some of the pages of the book. It caught so much of his attention that he almost didn't see or hear Kraussus leaving him for food. Sighing and closing the book, he went to catch up with him. "So, this might just be me, but why do I feel like she has a low opinion of you for some reason?" He asked him, reflecting on the words the Instructor used when referring to Kraussus.

[Thugren]

“ workplace bitchiness?”

The psionic says with a shrug of his shoulders, continuing to walk as he sighs.

“ apparently my father is hated by this community...... he did something a long time ago that they didn’t approve of.”

The psionic sighs a bit and looks at you.

“ somone else Hates me.... what else is new.”

[Armoured Priest]

"Well people usually hated us because of a certain little symbol on our armband. She seems to dislike you because of who you're related to, so that is new." Sethis noted with a smirk that showed he knew how much of a wisecrack he was being at the moment before going back to the book again. "Still wonder what he did to get on their bad side to begin with."

[Thugren]

"he summoned and made a deal with an outsider."

 

a distinctly russian voice says, revealign the figure of an old man, wearing robes similar tothe ones the nazi scientists wore.

 

'my name is Vermon Krass....Formerly of your legion.....Student to your father."

[Armoured Priest]

Sethis felt the fight or flight instinct kick in at the sight of the old robes, so many bad memories tied up with individuals wearing those damn things, that it too effort on his part from just beelining it out of there. "I guess that would answer that." The varghen managed to say. "...Sethis Kronen, didn't think I would see someone from back...there." He was about to say home but really could he call it that if the place gave him a bitter taste in his mouth?